Caramel Cocaine Does to me

She slowly ran her hands through my thoughts...
gently caressing fragile memories,
her fingers getting stuck in tangled dreams,
and misunderstood feelings.. for her..
my secrets caught underneath her fingernails,
trailing scratches along the back of my eyelids,
so I can see her story in a painful but beautiful text,
she left me heiroglyphic love notes,
 I began blinking more often to see possiblities...
of her cocoa butter flesh melting in,
her hershey dipped hands...
hoping that  her stares linger in my direction,
and she remembers us existing divine..
in past lives with heaven in between our toes..
and stars in arms reach... but she ..
doesnt know the scent of my intentions..
but for now i will continue getting high...
on that Caramel Cocaine till she is my nurse,
in rehab..